a for amanda. the playlist keeps changing but i do not.
i like what i do whatever i always do. dancing in the rain, sucking it up. gimme the sun now, i'l love you to bits.
Monday, January 24, 2005
Part I
I remained unwritten
Undefined and unsatisfied.
Music notes flooding
Capacity's full
But yet I remained unwritten and undefined.
Part II
Notes here and there
Mind-bobbling problems
And heaven's on my side
As the sky made its beautiful artwork
I saw what I once knew
Psychologically I'm challenged
And after an afternoon
I won the 'fight'
The morning sky made my day
Simply with it's simple yet well-defined artwork.
Part III
Docky and dizty
The world's spinning 360 degrees around me
I'm caught in the middle
But nevertheless I caught up with myself
I raced with Time
30 minutes reduced to 30 seconds
It was over, for the day.
A sigh of relief
For the black dots are back to where they are supposed to.
Part IV
I'm a feather.
Well-defined by the tip
Light weight
I can fly
Fly above the clouds that I once knew
Unseen by others
I slipped through their hands.
I'm a feather
I can write
I can soar
Yet at the same time
Death is anywhere around me
But still thy shall fly
Fly away.
Monday, January 24, 2005
Part I
I remained unwritten
Undefined and unsatisfied.
Music notes flooding
Capacity's full
But yet I remained unwritten and undefined.
Part II
Notes here and there
Mind-bobbling problems
And heaven's on my side
As the sky made its beautiful artwork
I saw what I once knew
Psychologically I'm challenged
And after an afternoon
I won the 'fight'
The morning sky made my day
Simply with it's simple yet well-defined artwork.
Part III
Docky and dizty
The world's spinning 360 degrees around me
I'm caught in the middle
But nevertheless I caught up with myself
I raced with Time
30 minutes reduced to 30 seconds
It was over, for the day.
A sigh of relief
For the black dots are back to where they are supposed to.
Part IV
I'm a feather.
Well-defined by the tip
Light weight
I can fly
Fly above the clouds that I once knew
Unseen by others
I slipped through their hands.
I'm a feather
I can write
I can soar
Yet at the same time
Death is anywhere around me
But still thy shall fly
Fly away.